Yeah, Dante didn't put much stock in any kind of politician, no matter what party they belonged to. What was going on in DC meant fuck all to him. But because it'd been all over radio, he felt inspired in his music choice that morning anyway.
And hey, the
loud punk rock that
sounded through the store all day was, at least, very easy to play guitar to.
Dante'd be by the instruments, quietly singing along under his breath as he messed around with chords on his guitar.
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